...It is time to go,
march us prisoners off...

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I accept the agony applause,
brave as I am.
An insane dance at the brink of death
in your circus of the obscene

Far away from my home,
caged behind rusty bars,
beaten and mortified.
Your shouting and cheering
Would forever fall silent
You would be ashamed
Of clapping your hands

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Dear spectators
I'm coming from the boondocks
To your wilderness of mirrors,
Pretending to be dangerous and unpredictable
but look into my eyes

And all you will see
is frustration and fear,
Disappointment about man,
Creation's crowning glory!

But now it's time to go

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